underwear and quickly found her clit. She gasped with relief, she had never wanted someone to touch her so much before. He slowly skimmed his fingers across her sensitive flesh, brushing his hand across her labia and the crease where her pussy met her thighs. She groaned in exasperation, needing more, and needing it now, and he obliged. Sliding his fingers down, he entered her, slipping two digits into her slit. She sank her hands into his back, as if holding on for dear life-his lips found her neck once again, and he built up a rhythm, moving in and out of her with luxurious slowness as if he was savoring the sensation.
"I think these need to come off," Adam murmured, moving his hand and sliding down her jeans and her panties. Maya gratefully kicked them off, her breath coming in short sharp bursts as she watched him undress himself. He threw himself back down next to her, staring into her eyes for a moment, and then kissed her once again, but this time his lips travelled further South, past her neck, down her breasts, across her stomach, until he was hovering his mouth only a few inches away from her pussy.
"Can I?" He inquired, and as he spoke, his hot breath tickled her skin. She writhed underneath him, only able to give him a nod in response. But that was all he needed.
Sealing his lips around her clit, he started by drawing slow, gentle circles around her sensitive nub. Maya groaned, reaching down to mesh her fingers into his hair, guiding his mouth against her. She could feel the ache growing deep inside her, and didn't know how much more she could take without some kind of release.
He continued, licking with long, slow strokes from the bottom of her pussy right to the tip. She shuddered underneath him; if she'd known how good hooking up with a shifter would be, there's no way she would have left it as long as she had. She closed her eyes, and focused on the feeling, the feeling of his tongue darting artfully against her clit, the feeling of his mouth on her. It had been so long since she'd wanted a man the way she wanted Adam, and it felt so good. Arching her back up, she squirmed back and forth on the soft hotel sheets, silently begging for more. He seemed to read her mind, tracing quick shapes across her clit, leaving her shuddering with pleasure. Her breath was ragged, her skin burning, and she knew it would happen any minute-
When she came, it felt like a revelation. It was far from the first orgasm she'd ever had, but something about the entire situation made everything more intense. Maybe because she knew she was breaking some kind of taboo, maybe because of everything that had already happened, but she felt a palpable sense of relief as her orgasm crested and broke, and Adam slowed his strokes down to practically nothing. Pulling his head back, he pressed one last kiss against the inside of her thigh before he crawled up level with her again. Her eyes were still closed, but she groped for him anyway, pulling him back on top of her and fumbling for the drawer next to the bed.
"I really need you to fuck me right now," she moaned, her voice low and husky and still getting over the last few contractions of her orgasm. Her fingers finally connected with the "what-if" condoms she'd thrown into the suitcase last minute, and she pulled one out and handed it to Adam. He paused for a moment, looking at her, as if taking her in for the first time.
"Please?" She prompted, and he snapped out of his reverie, grinning at her and placing a quick kiss on her temple before unwrapping the condom and sheathing himself. He leant back down over her, pulling her leg so that it sat over his shoulder, and positioned himself at her entrance.
"Ready?" He panted, and Maya realized she could still see some of her own wetness on his lips. She pulled him in for a kiss, and in the same moment, he entered her.
The feeling was exquisite-Maya had never much been one for doing anything beyond her first orgasm, but